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where are my car keys
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I tossed em off the GW Bridge at rush hour
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whats your
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Let your love be like the misty rains, coming softly, but flooding the river. ~Malagasy Proverb |
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What are YOU doing?......
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anyway I said I wanted to be eternal....Bite me!!! .....here's my neck sweetie.. I really don't think you want me corrupting YOU sweetheart......I am the dark side.. You cannot corrupt the corrupted..I've been corrupted for a very long time now. I might be in LOVE... Its not love, its temporary insanity, or at least thats what they tell me |
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What are YOU doing?......
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anyway I said I wanted to be eternal....Bite me!!! .....here's my neck sweetie.. I really don't think you want me corrupting YOU sweetheart......I am the dark side.. You cannot corrupt the corrupted..I've been corrupted for a very long time now. |
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OMG!!! ITS BAGLADY!!! I'VE SOOO MISSED HER!!
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What are YOU doing?......
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anyway I said I wanted to be eternal....Bite me!!! .....here's my neck sweetie.. You've been bitten , now come to the dark side |
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What are YOU doing?......
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hovering between reality and fantasy What she doin' there? ....comparing lipstick?...lmao...j/k... Actually she is upon her coffin, waiting for her next victim ......... A lovely neck you have there, and I am so very hungry |
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What are YOU doing?......
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hovering between reality and fantasy What she doin' there? ....comparing lipstick?...lmao...j/k... Actually she is upon her coffin, waiting for her next victim |
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how
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Bind and gag him, throw him in the trunk, drive around for hours, go to a secluded spot in the woods , take him out of the trunk, tie him to the tree and drive home
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What are YOU doing?......
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hovering between reality and fantasy True of us all, imagination is key to survival.
Indeed it is |
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What are YOU doing?......
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hovering between reality and fantasy
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Needle In My Vein
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I want to scream and shout
But I know it won't make a difference It won't change a damn thing I want to open your eyes But a blind man cannot see No matter how hard he tries None of this matters It won't make a difference It won't change one damn thing So I stand in the corner Watching everything go by Not even bothering to wonder why Turning my back, staring at the wall Slipping back into the shadows once more I thought I had it all figured out I thought I had it all down pat Everything made perfect sense Then reality stepped in Slapped me on the forehead Snapping me out of my fantasy What lay before my eyes Was not what I thought Not what I had wanted Screaming and shouting silently My words falling upon deafened ears My tears falling before blinded eyes I threw it all away with a needle in my vein Getting high and numbing the pain Was all that I could see I was too blind to see the one man that loved me Throwing love away for a needle in my vein Now all I can do is walk past you with my head bowed in shame You see me yet you don't, all you really see is the junkie I used to be Even though I've changed, become who I am now, a beauty in the light All you can do is run away in fright...and I fall down on my knees The tears flowing unendingly, just because I threw away love All for a needle in my vein... |
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Unsatisfied
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Unsatisfied... Restless, anxious Pacing back and forth Flitting from thing to thing Thought to thought Just a wee bit scattered Sitting, standing Writing, singing,painting Starting all over again Chewing the pen While the cigar burns away In the over flowing ashtray Getting up going to the barn Work on the sculpture, welding the bits here Welding the bits there Unsatisfied, tearing it all apart Slowly walking back into the house Sit and paint again Soft hues, gentle blues Unsatisfied, tossing canvas into trash Picking up the guitar, plucking the strings Begin to sing, voice cracks with weariness Unsatisfied, tossing guitar to the side Sitting again, at the desk, begin to write Words come in stutters, thoughts all jumbled and scattered Unsatisfied, crumpling up the paper, shredding every little bit Walking out side, note book in hand, crumpled shredded paper in other hand Dumping it all in the fire pit, flick of the lighter, setting it all a flame Unsatisfied.. |
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love is....
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Transfusion pouring over me
Cleansing my soul No longer the lost waif No longer the dirty whore She's come home once more Head bowed, shuffling her tattered feet Eyes downcast, looking at the floor She whispers softly "I've come home once more" |
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love is....
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Those empty promises whispered in the darkness
Rapid beating heart, breathing becomes haggard Eyes dilated, skin prickling at the slightest touch As I rake my nails through my flesh And I bleed to love him |
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Well I'm off for a little nap
Karma no up chucking after a night of sake Enjoy your night all |
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Its all a part of my incognito disguise Sissy
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More than enough Karma
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Hello Gypsy
Hello Purple |
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((((((((((Karma)))))))))))
You know I'm here |
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